Damn, I love the Jag, the jet, and the mansion, it's good to live expensively

Jan 03, 2010 10:51

So I cleaned my apartment this morning... sort of. I still need to vacuum and finish dishes, but frankly, I feel that working an eight hour shift with the promise of four more 8 hour shifts in the next 48 hours (followed by game that might be long...) entitles me to say "Fuck vacuuming and dishes".

So that's exactly what I said.

Yeah, friends are supposed to be coming to my place Tuesday... it'll be the first time since I moved in six months ago that I'll have had more than two people here. So I thought I should make some space... everytime I organize and "clean" I seem to reclaim just a little more space from both my clutter and the monster I like to call "Cadic". He freaked right out when I tried to get rid of the empty cardboard box... apparently I either need to accept that the box stays, or I need to get him a "proper" little house.

...I'll buy the stupid house next week.

Also, apparently food is not delicious unless it's been put on the floor first. Dumb cat.

Gah. I need some sleep so I can vacuum and cook later.

I am such a stupid head.

...and Cadic just dumped the rest of his food on the floor.

*sighs*

apartment, life, cadic, work

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